Beauty

Everywhere we look there is beauty. Beauty of creation, beauty of an appearance, beauty of an the soul and divine beauty. Today I went to the hospital for volunteer work and I held a little baby girl today. Her fingers were tiny, her legs were small, and her head fit nicely in the palm of my hand. As I was rocking her and praying for quick healing in her little body I realized something. The beauty of the situation she was in is that she was weak, but that in her weakness God was made strong. Through her being tiny and unable to care for herself God was healing her entire body a little bit with every beat of her heart, every tiny breath that she made, every inner workings of the various systems. I realized that this little baby girl's situation was surrounded by divine beauty. The beauty of the crafting of the Workman's hands, the beauty of God's strength being made known through her weakness.

I think to myself how amazing it is that God always comes through with some sort of a miracle in our struggles, how he mends our situations, and how man realizes that they cannot run their life by themselves but they need someone guiding them through the storms. As I remember that baby's face tonight as I continue to pray for her healing I know that God will always come through in my situations and in the end His Divine Beauty will be made known through my weakness. For it is by His grace that we can be saved and not all the stress, all the worry, all the struggle that I put into my life but it is God who saves the day (deus ex machina - more like Dio ex machina). God bless!!!!